"The 'Wheel of Destiny' formed from the remnants of the Profane Lord?"
"You cast your gaze upon the enormous circular ring before you, feeling the intense call emanating from it, and instinctively realize that the 'Authority Sorcerer King' was referring to this."
"You still hold a degree of suspicion regarding the words of the 'Authority Sorcerer King,' including the claim that he is the Cosmic Creator."
"However,"
"Relying on the fact that you possess the power of the 'Dark Crow of Profane Fortune,' a force that transcends the Pillar Level and grants the ability to restart destiny lines, you do not retreat. Instead, you follow the call and approach the 'Wheel of Destiny.'
"You extend your hand and press it against its surface."
"You acquire the 'Wheel of Destiny.'"
"Wheel of Destiny: ??? A remnant formed after the fall of the Profane Lord, encompassing the full might of the symbol of 'fate.'"
"As you absorb the revelations in your mind, a flash of insight strikes you, and you suddenly think of something…"
"But just then,"
"a massive tremor arises. Layer upon layer of prisms manifest, reflecting all the scenes within your personal vault. Amid the distortion, a priest dressed in white robes, his green eyes glowing like emeralds, emerges in the images."
"Although you cannot yet discern the purpose of this anomaly, a warning surges from your spirituality—you immediately sense that something is amiss."
"What's happening…" you hear Yaxi's panicked voice by your ear. As you turn your head, you see the little girl's face has completely clouded with unease."
"Then,"
"the 'Authority Sorcerer King,' filled with urgency, says… No, it should be the 'Correct Sorcerer King.' No, to be precise, it is the 'Profane Lord.' He realized there's been a deviation in the script and is rushing over from the Land of Slumber."
"As expected,"
"you nod. Seeing that outfit, you have already made a guess about the identity of the priest in the prisms."
"You clearly understand that, even though you have acquired aspects of the 'Profane Lord,' the reality remains that he is the true Profane Lord. If you were to encounter him now, victory would be utterly impossible."
"Without hesitation, you immediately activate the power of the 'Dark Crow of Profane Fortune,' intending to return to the moment when the choices were made."
"The scenery before your eyes rapidly twists, blurs, and shatters."
"In the final moments before the 'Destiny Line' restarts, you ask the 'Authority Sorcerer King,' 'I don't understand. As the Wizard King, aren't you supposed to be loyal to the Profane Lord? Why would you betray him and tell me all of this?'
"The 'Authority Sorcerer King' pauses for no more than a heartbeat before smiling and responding, "
"'It was the Profane Lord who betrayed us first. But more importantly... I want to protect my daughter.'
"I see."
"You fall into thought, vaguely recalling in the Ancient Village how the Hidden Wizard King once speculated about the Profane Lord. Strangely, the 'Authority Sorcerer King's' words resonate with you."
"In that instant,"
"the scenery before you completely shatters. When you open your eyes again, you have already returned to the previous moment of choice."
"You..."
...
Yang Qizhou stops reading the auto-refreshing text, inhaling deeply to steady his turbulent heart.
No one could blame him for such a response.
After all, the truths revealed in this passage were utterly world-shattering.
"The game character—or, to be precise, me—I am not 'The Profane Lord' as I assumed, but someone of even greater stature: the Cosmic Creator, the Origin of all Divinity."
As these muttered words leave his lips, Yang Qizhou's consciousness surges, as though he is traversing time and space, descending onto the 'Ancient Earth,' returning to the moment of tending the 'King of Nature.' That was when the King of Nature, having been tainted by the Divine Curse, said something—though Yang Qizhou had forgotten what it was.
With the 'Authority Sorcerer King's' revelation, an epiphany explodes in Yang Qizhou's mind.
"The Divine Curse implies… I am, and I am also you."
After being overwhelmed with excitement for a while, Yang Qizhou takes a deep breath and finally calms himself down.
Yet, he feels no joy. Instead, his heart tightens as he recalls the true 'Profane Lord.'
This master of all 'Profane Sorcerers,' the progenitor of the Profane Sorcerer line, had orchestrated such an elaborate scheme to deceive himself into believing that he was the Profane Lord. Surely, it was done with some terrifying ulterior motive.
Yang Qizhou is fully aware,
despite being the Cosmic Creator, his path to reclaiming that role will be far from straightforward. A dreadful foe is already watching.
Moreover, behind this, the Pillar Old Gods and the Outer Gods of the Incredible Land have clearly placed their bets.
The danger is far from over.
He cannot afford any carelessness.
"Speaking of which, since the remains of the 'Iron Blood Ancient God' and the 'Demon Lord' could be directly used to brew 'Desecration Potions,' then what about the 'Wheel of Destiny,' formed from the Profane Lord's remnants? Could it possibly serve the same purpose?" As this thought occurs, irrepressible excitement floods Yang Qizhou's heart.
He initially intends to test this idea immediately, but after glancing at the latest refreshed content, he abandons the thought.
The reason is simple:
There is no need for it anymore.
"As expected of me, to have considered this possibility. If the 'Wheel of Destiny' can truly be directly pastured, then there will no longer be any obstacles to elevating my status."
The text refreshes once more.
...
"You have returned to the previous moment of choice."
"You begin to ponder everything from this journey of exploring the 'First City,' countless thoughts swirling in your mind. You remain astonished at the revelation of being the 'Cosmic Creator,' while keeping a wary heart toward the former 'Profane Lord,' now the 'Correct Sorcerer King.'"
"Yet, what you care about more is… whether the 'Wheel of Destiny' can be directly pastured, abolishing all barriers to ascension."
"After all, in the 'First City,' you plundered millions of Old Sacrifices, an unimaginably vast treasure. However, due to the 'Lucky Coin's' limited level, the development potential of the God of Victory was capped. If this method proves feasible, you could use that immense collection of Old Sacrifices to elevate your position to unfathomable heights."
"Without further hesitation, you begin attempting to assimilate the 'Wheel of Destiny.'
"And to your delight…"
"The assimilation process goes smoothly, with barely any resistance. You successfully pasture the 'Wheel of Destiny,' a god presiding over 'Fate' with potential far surpassing the Pillar Level being born within your Ancient Roots."
"Is it because you are inherently the 'Master of Destiny'?"
"Or perhaps it's because the Cosmic Creator's will had reawakened in advance, foreseeing this scenario and preparing for it."
"Speculative thoughts rise in your mind, but you seize the opportunity. First, you have the 'God of Destiny' merge with the God of Victory, allowing the latter to inherit the former's position. Then, with swift action, you pour all your 'Old Sacrifices' into this process."
"Soon, it is completed."
"At the same time, your consciousness soars rapidly. When you open your eyes again, you find yourself in the 'Star Realm.'"
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